Page 30 of Cartel King

I kiss behind her ear, then tug at the lobe. I move down her neck as I brush hair from the other side. I cup her jaw as I whisper to her.

“You have no idea how badly I want you. If I’m too rough, tell me. I never want to harm you.”

“I know, sir.”

“Enrique. When we talk about how we want things between us, we’re equals. Always.”

“Thank you.”

I kiss behind her ear again.

“I’m going to fuck you all night,chiquita. I’m going to show you what it means when I tell you your body belongs to me. I’m going to make you beg. I’m going to make you scream. I’m going to make you come until you can’t take more—then I’ll do it again.”

“Yes, please, sir.”

I lift my head, and she turns to see me. I smile and wink. She returns the smile before she drops her gaze. It’s not entirely submissive. She wants to see what I’m doing as my fingers run down her mons and slide into her. She’s still so fucking wet. I can’t wait any longer. I roll to her side and push my boxer briefs down. She wraps her hand around my dick but does nothing.

Fucking tease.

She watches me, and I realize she’s waiting for permission. I stifle a groan as she slides her hand up and down me with a twist. She does it five times before she lets go. I think she wants me to move on, so I’m not prepared for her to swipe her fingers through her cream, then rub just below my balls.

Holy fuck. That’s hot.

She does it two more times, and I’m ready to blow. When she pushes on my shoulder, I roll onto my back.

“Sir, may I?”

I hadn’t planned to wait at all before sliding into her. But I’ll let her lead for right now. We’re getting to know each other’s body and what we like. If she’s offering to suck me off, I sure as fuck won’t say no. She kneels beside me, moving her hair out of the way. She licks me from root to tip, flicking the underside of the head, then sweeping her tongue over the slit.

But when she sucks the top before inching her lips down my cock, my eyes cross. I grab the sheets. I’m the one submitting right now. Fuck. She knows what she’s doing.

She takes as much of me as she can. It tempts me to press her head down farther, but I let her remain in control. I want to see what she’s going to do too much. She wraps her hand around the part she can’t take comfortably. She sucks, licks, and teases me. But when her other hand moves between my legs, and she rubs below my balls, I can’t take any more.

I sit up enough to wrap my hands around her waist and lift her, making her straddle me. She drops onto my cock, and we both moan. I don’t recognize the sound coming out of me. I don’t recognize this level of bliss. I thought I’d felt good cunts before. But this is sublime.

It’s her. It’s her body. It’s her mind. It’s her soul. That’s the difference. I care about Ellie.

“Enrique.” She sighs my name.

“I know,chiquita. Nothing’s felt better than this.”

“Yes, sir.”

I guide her to ride my cock. She grinds on me, leaning over. I knead her tits before lifting my head to suck on them.

“Sir, I’m close. Please?”

“Yes. Come for me,chiquita.”

She moves faster, and I suck air in through my nose, focusing on not coming. I want to get her off more than I want to finish. I master my body.

“I’m so close, sir.”

“Come, little one.”

“I’m almost there. Don’t stop.”

The house burning down around us wouldn’t get me to stop. I watch her; the look of concentration on her face is fucking sexy as fuck.

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